Chapter 851
Qin Zong said in a faint voice, "tianluodiwang is the unique skill of the Yan family. They once won the top position of the ancient martial family with this skill. Yan Cheng has a high position in the Yan family. Since they sent tianluodiwang and Yan Cheng to deal with you, it shows one thing that you have hindered their good deeds."
Young master Yan moved his long legs and leaned slowly against the man's side. His star eyes seemed to be locked with thousands of stars. He casually hooked his lips and said with a smile: "what can I hinder them? It's just a coincidence that he took the position of the head of Xuanmen."
Although the tone of the youth is light, there is a deep-rooted coldness in his words.
I don't provoke others, but others take the initiative to come to her for trouble. What is her Yantao?!
Xiao Qi, crooked, took out a small book and wrote it down to his master.
Wait, when the time comes, all the accounts will be counted together.
Young master Yan visited the whole Huaqing campus during the day and consumed a lot of energy at night. As soon as he returned to Qin Zong's apartment, after washing, he went directly into the quilt, smiled and said good night to master Qin, with a kiss.
Qin Zong closed the door with an expressionless face.
He closed the door, but he was sleepless. Wearing a black bathrobe, he stood in front of the huge French window and lit a cigarette with his fingertips.
The rising white smoke lingered on the man's thin and cool fingertips. Qin Zong looked at the dark and silent night sky in the distance, and the light from the bottom of his eyes darkened.
He didn't see anything else tonight, but the tacit understanding between Yan Tao and Yun Kuo.
Qin Zong was born as a soldier and came from the hail of bullets countless times. He naturally understood that the tacit understanding between Yun Kuo and Yan Tao could not be seen in any two people.
That kind of tacit understanding was once entrusted with life and death, once back-to-back, giving mutual trust and support to each other.
Don't say a word, a word, just a look, you can understand what each other needs.
Qin Zong was haunted with great doubts. Was it a dream that the girl's white skin, beautiful appearance and charming smile that night?
Qin Zong's keen intuition told him that it was not.
He suddenly hooked his lips, whether he couldn't know at a glance.
The man stood in the cold wind of the night for a long time. He didn't turn into the room until the cigarette end at his fingertips went out slowly.
The next morning.
When Yantao woke up and opened the door to go out, Qin Zong had already bought breakfast.
He glanced at the boy, moved his long legs and walked towards him: "brush your teeth and wash your face first, and then eat."
The man raised his hand, slender fingers, and casually brushed away the white feathers that fell on the top of the boy's hair.
Young master Yan's thin lips were hooked, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes were as bright as peaches and plums.
She suddenly bent down, bumped her head into the man's arms and rubbed it, like a harmless little animal. With restless claws, she rubbed a little tofu between Qin Zong's waist and abdomen.
Lord Qin pinched the restless claws of the little boy and directly picked them up. Like holding a large cloth doll, he stuffed the man into the bathroom, then slammed the door, with a light voice: "wash your claws."
Young master Yan glanced at the closed door, looked good and raised his hand.
The young man's fingers and knuckles are slender and green as jade. They look great.
She said to herself, "it's very clean and beautiful."
Xiao Qi:
Young master Yan moved his long legs and leaned slowly against the man's side. His star eyes seemed to be locked with thousands of stars. He casually hooked his lips and said with a smile: "what can I hinder them? It's just a coincidence that he took the position of the head of Xuanmen."
Although the tone of the youth is light, there is a deep-rooted coldness in his words.
I don't provoke others, but others take the initiative to come to her for trouble. What is her Yantao?!
Xiao Qi, crooked, took out a small book and wrote it down to his master.
Wait, when the time comes, all the accounts will be counted together.
Young master Yan visited the whole Huaqing campus during the day and consumed a lot of energy at night. As soon as he returned to Qin Zong's apartment, after washing, he went directly into the quilt, smiled and said good night to master Qin, with a kiss.
Qin Zong closed the door with an expressionless face.
He closed the door, but he was sleepless. Wearing a black bathrobe, he stood in front of the huge French window and lit a cigarette with his fingertips.
The rising white smoke lingered on the man's thin and cool fingertips. Qin Zong looked at the dark and silent night sky in the distance, and the light from the bottom of his eyes darkened.
He didn't see anything else tonight, but the tacit understanding between Yan Tao and Yun Kuo.
Qin Zong was born as a soldier and came from the hail of bullets countless times. He naturally understood that the tacit understanding between Yun Kuo and Yan Tao could not be seen in any two people.
That kind of tacit understanding was once entrusted with life and death, once back-to-back, giving mutual trust and support to each other.
Don't say a word, a word, just a look, you can understand what each other needs.
Qin Zong was haunted with great doubts. Was it a dream that the girl's white skin, beautiful appearance and charming smile that night?
Qin Zong's keen intuition told him that it was not.
He suddenly hooked his lips, whether he couldn't know at a glance.
The man stood in the cold wind of the night for a long time. He didn't turn into the room until the cigarette end at his fingertips went out slowly.
The next morning.
When Yantao woke up and opened the door to go out, Qin Zong had already bought breakfast.
He glanced at the boy, moved his long legs and walked towards him: "brush your teeth and wash your face first, and then eat."
The man raised his hand, slender fingers, and casually brushed away the white feathers that fell on the top of the boy's hair.
Young master Yan's thin lips were hooked, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes were as bright as peaches and plums.
She suddenly bent down, bumped her head into the man's arms and rubbed it, like a harmless little animal. With restless claws, she rubbed a little tofu between Qin Zong's waist and abdomen.
Lord Qin pinched the restless claws of the little boy and directly picked them up. Like holding a large cloth doll, he stuffed the man into the bathroom, then slammed the door, with a light voice: "wash your claws."
Young master Yan glanced at the closed door, looked good and raised his hand.
The young man's fingers and knuckles are slender and green as jade. They look great.
She said to herself, "it's very clean and beautiful."
Xiao Qi:
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